|Bright Eyes (3 yr.) and Sunshine (1 yr.)|
From the day our granddaughters were born, we have been blessed to be part of their lives in many ways. It is a thrill to share our joys and interests with them, receiving same in return.
Now they are in the “tween” age, neither child nor teen, confusing us all. Hormones or no, they still delight us with this new stage.
A movie, Leap, recently appeared and we took our girls to spend time in this dark theater with us and watch a young girl who wished to become a ballerina.
Leap was delightful, at least to us and partly to the girls. Images that once made them happy and laughing held them in silence, even stoic. If we had not sneaked in two orders of edamame for them, they might have fallen asleep.
When Leap was over, both girls ripped it apart.
Oh, Grandma…no girl could learn ballet in five days…Look, see! NO one could have made that move!...See THAT pirouette! Not remotely possible!...THAT defies laws of physics!...NO one could do that!...She should have DROPPED like a big heavy stone…I mean REALLY!!..
They were absolutely spot on. Two Irish dancers with many years of experience and awards could rightly judge.
Just when we were about to sigh heavily, a flutter of little girls in filmy tutus ran by, raced by giggling, to the screen where credits rolled and music played. They swirled around, arms lifted over their heads in light, shadows against screen.
”Daddy! Daddy! We want to be ballerinas! See us dance!”
A new generation of future dancers brought smiles to tween faces and sweetness of remembered days to us when they wore little girl dresses, swirling and squealing.
|Sunshine (11 yrs.) and Bright Eyes (12.5 yrs.)|